Sun down, the beauty of crimson shades, Sun down, the light of your precious moon, Night falls, the sound of your breathing fades. It will all be over…
It starts, the tremor so warm and kind, It stirs beneath our deformed remains, One small and beautiful glance behind, Then, Darkness, to thy work…
Sun down, farewells to the crimson shades, We carve the light of our precious moon Night falls, the sound of our breathing fades. It will all be over soon.
Sun down, let it flood and set a blister there. Have you eyes? Have you hands to seize damnation? Confess yourself to heaven and fly, Make a wish and kiss this hell goodbye.
Let it flow, let it rise, let it reek the skies. One lonely heartbeat taking shape… Proclaim no shame, And follow the scent that leads us to this dark descent.
The rest is silence and broken constellations. As we celebrate our fall.
Sun down, let it grow and strike the stuff of stars. Have you fears? Have you tears to melt creation? Rejoice your fall to blackness and shine, Be the blaze that lights our slow decline.
Let it glow, let it rise, let it scorch the skies. One final, gentle, fond embrace… Proclaim no shame, And follow the scent that leads us to this dark descent.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
